Thoreau on Eternity
I explore too, with pleasure, the sources of the myriad sounds which crowd the summer noon, and which seem the very grain and stuff of which eternity is made. Henry David Thoreau.
Life Is a Puppet Show
The least change in our point of view, gives the whole world a pictorial air. A man who seldom rides, needs only to get into a coach and traverse his own town, to turn the street into a puppet-show. The men, the women, the talking, running, bartering, fighting, an earnest mechanic, a lounger, the beggar, …